Returning from whence it grew
the scaled cap of last year’s acorn
becoming part of the dirt, the soil
the earth at the base of the mighty oak
becoming silted by the ground
slowly being subsumed, captured
by the land where it fell
returning to dust
as we all must
October 10, 2006 18:57
(Raymond A. Foss)
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